Song Beiyun

Zuo Rou pulled the Princess and whispered: "He has started to go crazy again, it's a common thing, don't pay attention to him, it will be fine in a while."

The princess walked forward with great interest and listened carefully to Song Beiyun's gossip. Although there were many words that she didn't understand, she found it interesting to see his bright eyes.

It took a while for Song Beiyun to introduce his "home", and soon he changed from beaming with joy to his previous appearance. He ignored the surprised eyes of others and continued to walk slowly.

The two sides of the river bank gradually began to become prosperous and beautiful. There were many vendors on both sides of the river bank, and the flow of people began to gather.

Luzhou Mansion is not like Jinling. Although it is not the capital city, because King Fu's fiefdom is here, no curfew has been enforced for a long time. At night, there is a scene of Suzhou and Hangzhou with fireworks as described in the book.

The commerce and trade of the people of the Song Dynasty was already prosperous. In addition, this place is the thoroughfare of nine provinces and is located in an important throat. There are tens of thousands of people coming and going, and after the signing of the treaty with Jin and Liao, the trade must also be transferred here, so Jinling City is far less than this place. Luzhou is prosperous.

If you stand on a tall building overlooking the hinterland of Luzhou, it is really as patchwork and orderly as depicted in the Qingming Riverside Picture, and there is no trace of the weak Song Dynasty at all.

The yelling on the street gradually became chaotic. Song Beiyun followed the two aunts and was always on guard against those thieves. After all, these two are rich, and it doesn't matter if the money is stolen, but if the buttocks are touched, That level is a life.

Walking through the alley for a while, sparks flowed around, and it was really lively.When Song Beiyun was passing by, he repeatedly heard someone mention that there was an oiran battle today, which seemed quite interesting.

"Here, eat some fried tofu." He grabbed one with one hand, came to a peddler who sold house tofu, and sat down on a long bench: "Boss, bring fifty big tofu."

"Wait a minute, guest!"

The boss quickly and skillfully mixed the fried hot tofu with the sauce and brought it to Song Beiyun, along with three pairs of chopsticks.

"Boss, is it very lively today?"

"Guest officer, the accent sounds like a northerner. You don't know something. The day before the rain after the Qingming Festival is the day when the oiran is selected. Today, several girls who have never been out on the flower boat will come out. , but lively."

"Thank you, boss." Song Beiyun cupped his hands at him: "I'm going to catch up with the fun later on."

"That's a good thing, if the young master grabs the top spot of the oiran, I won't have any money to eat here tomorrow."

"Hahaha, easy to talk about!"

The boss continued to be busy, but the princess came over curiously: "Song Beiyun, why can you chat with everyone? You are not afraid of losing your role as a trafficker."

"Personality is not high or low. I can chat with your father, and I can chat with these people. People are very sensitive." Song Beiyun stuffed a piece of tofu into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I didn't treat people right away. , people will naturally treat me as a superior person, if you treat people like others, they will turn around and scold your ancestors for three generations."

Before the Princess could appreciate the words carefully, Zuo Rou had already stood up and pointed forward: "Look, look! Jin Ling'er, your North Slope!"

"What is my Beipo, spit!" The princess couldn't help but spit: "That person is very unpleasant, don't talk to me. Also, I'm not called Jin Ling'er now, you You have to call me Young Master Jin!"

Zuo Rou didn't listen to what she said at all, but pulled Song Beiyun and said, "You don't know, this Beipo has been pursuing Jin Ling'er all along. That gesture is what you said... yes, licking the dog !"

"Licking the dog?" Song Beiyun rubbed his chin and laughed: "Okay! Let's go, let's follow! We will go wherever our number one talent goes!"

The princess frowned: "With so many flower boats, do you have to go with him?"

"Hahahaha... I'd love to! Boss, make a package with oiled paper, we're too late."

Chapter 51, April 4 Qingqingniu White Horse Qixiang Chariot

People in this era are actually very interesting, their spiritual life is actually not rich, otherwise they would not invite a group of people to socialize meaninglessly like the princess.

So when there is a lively gathering in a certain place, the enthusiasm of these people will be extremely high, even if they spend money, they feel that they have earned it.

"Please, sir."

Huafang is not a place where people can enter if they want to. It has a threshold like some luxurious social clubs. If you want to enter, you must first buy a lottery with someone on the pier. With this lottery, you can It means that you have the ability to consume, and you are eligible to go up.

It is roughly equivalent to the nature of tickets, but some people don't use them at all. They can enter the venue by scanning their faces. For example, Beipo is like this. Not only can he come in and out at will, he even has a special VIP channel, which directly goes to the VIPs above the third floor. No need to huddle with those nouveau riche at the lower level.

"It's so expensive..."

Song Beiyun held the three lottery prizes in his hands: "Just this thing, it cost 300 coins, it really is a place to spend money."

The princess didn't care, she looked around with great interest, although she hadn't entered the main venue yet, but the outside looked quite stylish, the princess who came to the brothel lotus wine for the first time naturally saw something new.

Just when he was about to enter the door, a woman who looked like a bustard looked Song Beiyun and the two people behind him up and down, and then whispered: "Guest officer, this...is not in compliance with the rules?"

Song Beiyun glanced back, took out a small pouch from his pocket and stuffed it into the old bustard's hand: "Mom, don't worry, I just came to see the excitement, there are not so many rules."

The old bustard weighed the weight of the purse, smiled carefully and said, "Be careful, the rules on the boat do not allow innocent women to come up."

"Thank you, Mom." Song Beiyun cupped his hands at her, "Thank you for your trouble."

After successfully entering the inside of the painting boat, the princess came to him curiously and asked, "What did you say to that woman just now?"

"She said that this place doesn't allow innocent women to come up, and I said you two are not very clean, so she let me go."

"Full of nonsense." Zuo Rou rolled Song Beiyun's eyes, pulled the Princess and said, "Usually women are not allowed to come up to this place of fireworks, but just now he bribed the old lady who guards the door, otherwise we might not be able to go up." Come."

"There are still such rules?" The princess said displeasedly: "Then I will come up, and I will see who dares to say a word."

"If you are really tough, no one can do anything with your identity, but in less than two days, the whole world will know that you, Princess Ruibao, are visiting a brothel." Song Beiyun found a table near the corner and sat down: "Moreover, this picture boat is different from the ordinary brothel. Behind the brothel kilns are mostly rich private businessmen, but behind this picture boat building... Maybe your father has [-]% of the shares in it. Even if you make trouble here It’s over, and before I even got up, I was tied back by your father.”

The princess nodded as if understanding: "So that's how it is..."

But no matter how high-sounding this thing is, it’s nothing more than a high-end club at best. It’s not much different from those half-closed doors in the alley. .

Afterwards, most of them are dirty things, and those who pay the highest price will get it, and those who understand it will understand it.

Song Beiyun often came to the brothel, but he had never gone whoring. What he loved most was not this oiran or that beautiful woman, but he was happy to watch this group of local rich men and high-ranking officials compete for power and jealousy.

This jealousy is very interesting. After all, no matter what the oiran is or not, she is just a kiln sister, and she is doing a skin business. No matter how you talk about playing piano, chess, calligraphy, playing and singing, it is just to raise her social status. The accessory pendant, the body bag is the real coveted thing.

As for men, since nature evolved men, the baseness in their bones has not changed. No matter how elegant their words are, those who can come here seriously think in their hearts that it is impossible to have a romantic love The story doesn't work?

How about saying that there are many scumbags among the prostitutes? In the stories handed down from ancient times to the present, scumbags accounted for a full [-]% of them. Not all men are like this, but the so-called gang of infatuated courtesans There is a problem with the selected target group. If you think about it a little bit, you will know how many men who are keen on eating, drinking, whoring and gambling are pure in nature?

But this is not to blame for those poor girls. They are treated as commodities. Not only do they have little knowledge, but they are somewhat innocent. They think that the sweet words they met for the first time are true feelings, and it is not surprising that they were deceived. .

"It is said that today every boat has a woman coming out to compete for the oiran." Zuo Rou enthusiastically introduced to the princess: "It will be very lively then."

"But how did the oiran choose it?"

"Whoever has the highest social status belongs to him." Song Beiyun interjected, "No matter how extravagant you say, this is also a place to sell yourself. What else do you expect? Voted by the audience?"

The six painting boats are brightly lit all night tonight. There will not only be a battle of words and songs, but also a fan meeting, and finally there will be the jealous bidding session and the final wretched discussion stage.

Song Beiyun has already figured out the way here. To him, it doesn't matter who sleeps with the oiran, what matters is who spends the most money today.

"You are on the north slope." Song Beiyun looked around, pointed to the third floor, which is the highest floor, and said to the Princess: "The one who is shaking the fan."

The princess looked up, and sure enough, she saw Beipo sitting there, shaking her fan slightly, with a noble face, and there were a few of his friends beside him, who were talking about something, but Beipo didn't say much. , put on a look of disdain to talk.

"He's putting on airs again." The princess put on a nauseous expression: "This man is really shameless, the son of a mere governor can get carried away to such an extent, it's disgusting."

Song Beiyun patted Zuo Rou on the shoulder: "Look, this is what happens when you lick a dog."

Zuo Rou nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Seeing that she was being ignored again, the princess reached out and pinched Song Beiyun's leg viciously: "My good brother, if you ignore me again, I will make you call it out."

Song Beiyun took off the hairpin slowly, saw the hairpin Zuo Rou instinctively leaned back, and then saw him put the hairpin on the Jingmen acupoint of the princess, with a light force on his hand, the county The Lord twisted his arm and it immediately softened, and then the whole person lay face down on the table.

"Ah..." The princess wanted to reach out to touch it, but the soreness made her tears almost come down, and she had no strength at all: "You are going to die..."

"If you want to call out any tune, you can just say it." Song Beiyun inserted the hairpin back on his head again: "Little girl, don't play dead."

"Hahahaha..." Zuo Rou happily clapped her hands aside and laughed, "You owe me what you owe, now you know your mistake!"

The princess held her acupuncture point and slowly straightened up, and slammed Song Beiyun viciously: "Bad guy!"

While sneaking around, the curtain at the front was slowly opened, and a group of graceful girls holding various musical instruments appeared on it. They were dressed in blue silk, which was very transparent. After a while, the performance began. Immediately there was a lively sound of silk and bamboo.

"Ah? Are they dressed like this??" The princess glanced at Song Beiyun incomprehensibly: "This is too embarrassing."

Song Beiyun, who was burying his head in eating cakes, raised his head and glanced at the band on stage: "Otherwise, what do you think you're wearing?"

While the princess stretched her neck to watch the performance, a person from the third floor of Huafang walked in slowly, followed by several people who looked like dogs.

Song Beiyun had never seen this person before, but judging by his style, he might not be a good person.

"Who is this person?" Song Beiyun elbowed the princess: "The one on the third floor."

The princess raised her head to look, curled her lips: "Trash."

"Hey, in your eyes, is there someone who is not trash?" Song Beiyunku said dumbfounded, "I don't care if he is trash or not, you just say who it is."

The princess rolled her eyes in displeasure: "Of course there are some who are not trash, but a good brother is not trash."

"It doesn't make any sense to praise me, you hurry up and say it, it seems that there is something exciting to watch."

"Oh?" The princess stretched her neck to visit and sat back: "That man is a new face who came with the capital. It is said that he is the nephew of a minister, and he is also the son of one of the richest merchants in Luzhou Prefecture. I don't know the name. Remember, he is not worthy of this princess to write down his name."

"You are too proud." Zuo Rou laughed, snatched a piece of fried tofu from Song Beiyun's hand, and said while eating, "That man is the nephew of Jin Zaishi, Minister of the Household Department, and his father is from several wealthy families in Song Dynasty One of the big families is Jin Xiongwen. The Jin family in Luyang, the Xu family in Hongdu, and the Tu family in Hangzhou are all big families who have been given official names."

"How do you know?" Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at Zuo Rou: "It's amazing."

"I'm a businessman." Zuo Rou raised her head proudly: "I know these things. I heard that the restaurant we went to last time is the property of the Xu family in Hongdu. The weaving made by the Jin family , forging business, the Xu family is in water transportation and caravan business, and the Tu family is in salt soil and grain business, but they are both big families. It is said that the officials gave money to them when the incident happened."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Stop showing off, I know better than you, I just don't know people."

"He told you kindly... You said I was showing off?" Zuo Rou pouted and said unhappily, "Why are you so annoying."

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong." Song Beiyun pinched Zuorou's face: "Sister Rou is the most obedient."

And there were a few people sitting on the table closest to them. Seeing the two men make such an intimate gesture, those people shook their heads one by one, and one even made a nauseous expression.

After Song Beiyun saw their expressions, he had no choice but to pretend that he hadn't seen anything, and continued pointing at the people upstairs and said, "I guess there will be a good show later."

Chapter 52: April 4th

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Jin? Long time no see."

Above the high platform on the third floor, there is an elegant interest here, the place is not big but it is extraordinarily clear. You can only see the outline from the bottom to the top, but if you go from the top to the bottom, it is a smooth road.

Anyone with a certain status likes to sit here, not only to watch the excitement, but also to go to the houses of those flower girls more conveniently.

"Mr. An, it's been a long time."

The person surnamed Jin who came in responded lightly, turned around and sat down.This attitude already explained everything, but he didn't want to talk to the number one talented man in Luzhou.

Everyone has a temper. This self-proclaimed son of the governor of the North is sensitive and suspicious. Naturally, he is quite displeased when he is so indifferent. However, he is not that kind of bookworm or aggressive playboy. This man was cunning and friendly, so he didn't express any displeasure at that time, he just laughed lightly, got up and came to this Young Master Jin's side.

"Mr. Jin, I heard that Miss Miaoyan is the first choice of the oiran today. I don't know how much you have chosen me tonight?"

This Mr. Jin was obviously a little impatient, but although he was Shangshu's nephew, the person beside him was also the son of the governor, not to mention that there was an uncle in his family who was Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi, so his status should not be underestimated.

"Mr. An, are you a bit lenient?" Mr. Jin turned his head and said with a smile, "Could it be that Mr. An intends to compete with my younger brother?"

fight?What are you fighting for?Renjin's family is one of the most wealthy households in the Song Dynasty. Although he said that his father was a governor, how can he compare with others when it comes to money.

But the money can't be compared, and Beipo is absolutely unwilling to be so defeated. He chuckled: "I just came to see the fun, and I'm afraid Miss Miaoyan is not only looking at the money, she also has the style of a lady. If you wait Huizi’s poems and essays can’t be answered by Mr. Jin, are you Miss Miaoyan because of mere money, and those rich people take what you want?”

Mr. Jin snorted, but he didn't say anything. He was obviously not a qualified scholar. Whether it was literary talent or anything else, he was far behind Beipo. He knew Beipo knew it, but now Beipo still raised It shows that people are deliberately making things difficult.

But he has no way to refute this. Just now he secretly said that he was poor, but now he is better... he just said that he is poor, so it is a tie.

"Young Master Jin, I have an idea." Beipo stretched out his finger and pointed at the spectators below: "Most of them are shabby households. I heard that many people have collected money for a year to come here to watch once. You You are young and rich, so why not spend your money like dirt tonight, and when Miss Miaoyan comes up with a question, you will find someone to brainstorm, which is very interesting."

This is no longer sarcasm, this is a blatant slap in the face, this cultural person is filthy, without a word of filth, he has already derogated this golden man to nothing, and he has nothing but a few stinky money Second-generation ancestor.

"Mr. An, you and I don't have any enmity, so you shouldn't say it so badly." Mr. Jin slightly narrowed his eyes: "Or is it that you are used to domineering in Luzhou, and you are a little arrogant?"

"Haha, Mr. Jin, don't say that, the younger brother is just outspoken and has no other intentions." Beipo laughed: "Don't say it, let's not talk about it, there is a good show to watch next."

And soon, even if the entertainment performance is over, the highlight will come. At this time of the year, the stinky men in the arena are extremely happy, and this year, the leader on the boat is said to be a beauty once in a thousand years. As soon as the news of the appearance spread, it immediately aroused everyone's discussion.

Coming here, naturally there are many people who say dirty words, whether they are scholars, celebrities or wealthy businessmen, this occasion may be the only chance for many people to say dirty words in a year, so for a while, the whole painting boat They are filled with all kinds of noise, and the words are unbearable to listen to carefully.

"These stinky men." Zuo Rou said with an unhappy face, "Listen to the nonsense they all say!"

She was a little angry, but the princess listened with great interest, while Song Beiyun was peeling melon seeds with his head down, looking like a monkey.

"Hello." Zuo Rou leaned in front of him: "Tell me, was that wonderful speech tonight good?"

"I haven't seen it before." Song Beiyun raised his head and looked around: "I don't know if she is good-looking or not."

"Oh……"

After Zuo Rou listened, she immediately went to the princess who was waiting for the oiran to come out and started chattering. Song Beiyun couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he was not curious, because Zuo Rou could say something shocking to the world no?

About a quarter of an hour later, a clear and pleasant sound of pipa suddenly came from the Bachi Terrace in the distance. This sudden sound finally made Song Beiyun raise his head. rise slowly.

There is also a layer of bead curtains under the roller blinds. Behind the bead curtains, there is a graceful figure sitting in it, with one hand flying up and down, and the pipa is like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, and the sound is melodious.

There is a veil on her face, although her face can't be seen clearly, but the long wet eyelashes are quite blinking, and this one looks like a weak and distressing woman.

She was wearing a pink-orange collared dark green satin-faced satin jacket with a yellow rose pattern, and a layer of wine-red brocade organdy with beads on the outside. The wide hem was rusted with navy blue patterns. The hair was brushed a little, and the rest was hanging by the neck, and a small navy blue gem was hanging on the forehead, which was just right.

"It's so beautiful." The princess exclaimed, and then looked back at Zuo Rou: "Better than you."

Zuo Rou refused to accept it, and looked back at Song Beiyun...